It's Christmas in Montana, to be sure, draped in her mantle of white

Though I am here with the rest of the crew, my heart is lonely tonight

The rancher & his wife they take good care of the rest of the crew & me

The wife, she prepared a great feast & there are presents under the tree

The rancher, he gave us a bonus; he said the year had ended fat

Though I sing along with the Carols, my notes seem hollow & flat

Then the Cook he pulls out a fiddle & bow, tunes it up all in key

"Sing us a song from home, Ronan", the rancher asks of me

I'll sing you home with me tonight

To Galway Bay & the old Hook Light

"O'Carolan's Lament" sung in harmony

I will sing you all home with me

The fiddle played sweet and the crew they all had a smile

For they knew how I longed to be home on that Emerald Isle

We lifted the rafters with our music and then hit our bunks for a rest

All of us hands would slip off to dream, with a heavy heart in each chest

 
For we've all a place that we've longed for as down the long trail we roam

Be it Joplin, Jalisco or Houston, at Christmas we all think of home

At our loved ones' sides by a glowing fire with laughter and old friends

Still, Montana is a far cry from Kilkenny and I'll ne'er go back again
 

I'll sing you home with me tonight

to Galway Bay & the old Hook Light

"O'Carolan's Lament" sung in harmony

I will sing you all home with me

Catherine Lilbit Devine © December 5, 2006